His voice was the same. Gentle, deep, and unbearably sad. She turned. He stood in the doorway, dressed simply in black, his dark hair catching the firelight. He looked exactly as he had a century ago. Two centuries. Time had no teeth where he was concerned.
And somewhere, in a place beyond time, a pair of lovers paused in their endless dance. kaname x yuuki
“You gave up everything,” he had said. His voice was the same
Kaname. Yuki.
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